Small Problems Ch.1 (USUK)Arthur dropped the final ingredient into the simmering clear potion. The lock of blond hair fell from his palm and disappeared with a soft plop.
"Finally, America, you'll see." he muttered to himself as he heaved the pot off of the flame and set it down on the cool stone floor of his basement. He then went upstairs and grabbed the old-looking phone off of its hook. He dialed, and waited for someone to pick up.
Alfred whipped out his phone, quickly throwing it in between his shoulder and ear, as he started to madly press on the buttons of his Xbox.
"Y'eeeeeeeello?" he replied, as an explosion sounded loudly in the background.
"Alfred, at least greet someone properly over the phone if you cannot do it in person!" Arthur snapped.
"What!? Dude, i said 'hi,' what else 'ya want?!" Another explosion sounded, and some gunshots as Alfred cursed loudly.
Pinching his nose, Arthur took a deep breath. "Would you like to come over for a drink?" he asked as calmly as he could.
The game immediately
Small Problems Ch.2 (USUK)Arthur flinched back again, cursing his luck. He stared up at Alfred's face and started shaking a bit. He would never admit it, no, but he was a bit afraid. He stayed still and silent, though, and hoped the taller nation would pass it off as an illusion.Small Problems Ch.2 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred kept staring at him. "...Are you, like a fairy now or something?"
Out of anger, Arthur finally found his voice. "Of course not, you idiot!" he managed to shout up.
Alfred's confused face turned into a grin. "Dude...then what the hell happened?"
"I-I don't know..." Arthur muttered. He really didn't know what had gone wrong. It should be Alfred small and him normal-sized!
"What do you mean you don't know? It was apparently something YOU did! I mean, if you don't burn the food or drinks you make, course you're gonna screw it up somehow!" Alfred replied, grinning.
"Shut up! I'll figure it out, just go away!"
"Go away?! Dude, I'm a hero, I totally haveta help you now!" Alfred reached out with both hands, gently poking Arthur with one
Small Problems Ch.4 (USUK)Slightly breathless from being dropped, Arthur dashed to the edge of the pillow. "Alfred, come back!"Small Problems Ch.4 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred cursed to himself. "No reason to..." he mumbled, closing the door and moving down the hall. But as he stood on the first step of the stairs he hesitated, his foot hovering in the air. He stood there for a moment before sitting down, and leaning his head against the wall.
"ALFRED!" Arthur yelled as loud as he could, but it was probably too late. He slumped onto the pillow, unwanted tears of anger and hopelessness leaking out. He angrily wiped them away, but more came. He curled into a ball again in the middle of the pillow.
Alfred heard his yells but shut his eyes, trying to mute them out. He sat there, not wanting to leave and honestly believing Arthur would screw up when doing something, and he'd need to save him. He sat there for a while when he suddenly fell asleep, on that last step on the top, leaning against the wall.
After about half an hour of just lying there, Arthur su
Small Problems Ch.6 (USUK)Arthur's head shot up as he heard the door slam shut. "ALFRED?!" he called, half-hoping to hear a reply, but not really expecting one. He leaned his forehead against the page for a moment before mentally slapping himself and reading with renewed, forced, concentration.Small Problems Ch.6 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred came back half an hour later, taking his wet coat off and hanging it up on a hanger in the closet. He traveled into the kitchen where he started to empty the bags he had brought.
Arthur immediately turned around when he heard the door open again. "A-Alfred?" he called.
"Yeah?" Alfred called back as he left the kitchen and went into the bathroom with the last bag.
Arthur lowered his eyes back to the book, but instead of reading, he just stared at the words. "Nothing."
"Awesome. Didn't think you cared at all." Alfred replied, leaving the bathroom with new clothes on. He was now wearing fluffy pants and a new t-shirt. He fixed his glasses as he went back into the kitchen.
"I-I don't." Arthur said, but from his tone,
Small Problems Ch.7 (USUK)Alfred looked down at him. "So a squirrel could attack and eat you?"Small Problems Ch.7 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur crossed his arms. "A squirrel won't attack or eat me. I'll be in your pocket or on your shoulder.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuh huh. You want to be in my pocket?!" He looked down at the sweatshirt pocket in question. "You'll suffocate or something!"
"As long as you don't cover it or put pressure on it I'll be fine." Arthur replied, shrugging. "It's better than being inside all day, stuck with nothing to do."
Alfred sighed. "Fine, but you'll be on my shoulder; I don't wanna kill you in my pocket." He offered his hand to him.
"You wouldn't kill me. Besides, if was on your shoulder the whole time, someone will see me." Arthur said, but walked onto it and settled in the center.
Alfred raised him to his shoulder. "No one will see you."
Arthur stepped onto it and gripped his sweatshirt collar for support. "And how do you know that?"
Alfred shrugged, standing. "People these days look ahead of them, not to the sides."
When he began mo
Small Problems Ch.10 (USUK)Alfred dropped to his knees as he caught him, the tears finally spilling out onto his cheeks. "Arthur?!" He carefully turned him over in his palm, gently moving his finger to try and shake him a bit. "Arthur?!"Small Problems Ch.10 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur didn't respond, being out cold. His chest was barely moving up and down, and his breathing was shallow.
"S-Shit." Alfred put him on the table. Fingers trembling, he bandaged him up quickly and picked him up again. He carried him up to his room and placed him on the bed, covering him with a blanket.
Arthur whimpered as he was moved, but didn't wake up.
Alfred gulped as he laid him down and left. He returned minutes later with some tea he had struggled to make, putting it on the night table. He then knelt by the side of the bed.
Arthur woke up a long while later, when it was dark out, but he had no desire to speak to Alfred nor face him, so he kept his eyes shit and his breathing the same and pretended to still be out.
Alfred was still kneeling there, staring at him and hop
Small Problems Ch.11 (USUK)"Mornin' Arti-" Alfred froze when his fingers felt only the pillow. "Artie?! Where the hell are ya?!" He was scared to move, though, not wanting to accidentally crush him.Small Problems Ch.11 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur was instantly startled awake. "Huh- I'm here, Alfred." he called out, groaning as he slowly stretched.
"By your legs. In the corner."
Alfred blinked and glanced down. "What the hell?!"
"I-I may have fallen asleep there..." Arthur mumbled.
Arthur shifted slightly. "Well, I couldn't fall asleep for a while..."
"And nothing. I was looking out the window for a while and fell asleep there. Nothing happened."
"...Wh...Fine, well, come up here!"
Arthur slowly made his way up to Alfred's head, trying to walk with a normal stride. "So now what? We still have a few hours. And don't you dare tell me 'I don't know'."
Alfred watched him carefully. "...I didn't kick you, did I?"
"No, don't worry. You weren't even close." Arthur smiled slightly up at him.
Alfred sighed in relief. "Good, ug
Small Problems Ch.9 (USUK)Arthur woke up the next morning before Alfred and hugged his fingers tightly before slipping out from under his hand and stretching out on his back on the pillow next to it.Small Problems Ch.9 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Alfred woke up, he immediately looked around for Arthur. "You…didn't leave."
Arthur turned to him and attempted to smile. "Neither did you…"
"Why would I?"
"Well, why would I leave, then?" Arthur asked, moving closer to Alfred's hand again.
"…Cuz you hated me, remember? Aren't you scared I'll put you back in?"
Arthur looked down, but touched his knuckle lightly. "I don't hate you…And…well I am a bit afraid you will, but I certainly hope you won't…"
Alfred's eyes went wide. "Y-You're afraid of me?!"
"W-Well, you are a bit intimidating at that size…And you could do anything you wanted to me, as you proved yesterday…" Arthur shook his head as he remembered.
Alfred shook his head. "Don't be scared…"
"I don't want to be…but I can't help it someti
Britannia's Mistake Ch.1 (USUK)Arthur woke up to a massive hangover. That in itself wasn't really either surprising or troubling. However, the cool air on his bare skin had the potential of being problematic. Although he was tangled up in his sheets, something felt off. Even in his hazy mind he could find no recollection of taking his clothes off, and there was no one else in his bed.Britannia's Mistake Ch.1 (USUK)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Moaning, he turned onto his side, his hands brushing against some of the fabric covering him. It was...smooth and silky, much softer than his sheets ever were, and most likely ever would be. He stiffened.
It couldn't be.
He hadn't drunk that much, had he? And yet, it was. He was wearing a toga.
Cursing, he sprang up and ran to the nearest mirror to verify his explanation. And sure enough, as he rose he felt a weight on his back. Tilting his head to the side, he caught glimpse of feathers. Then he was in front of his bathroom mirror, where he groaned.
Problematic indeed. The toga settled gracefully around his body as he stood there,
Dragon's Curse Ver 2 Ch 1 (USUK)Alfred was glad when he finally reached the mountain cave. It wasn't too high up the steep slopes, but enough to give the blond man a hard time getting to it. Why was he climbing mountains, you might ask? To kill a dragon. Years ago one had appeared and of course the people had been whipped up into a panic. The king had issued a decree about a few months ago saying that anyone, anyone at all, who killed the beast would automatically get training and eventually knighthood if they were a peasant- like he was- or just massive honours if they were already a knight.Dragon's Curse Ver 2 Ch 1 (USUK)11 months ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred had of course taken up the offer immediately. His brother Matthew was already a successful healer, but Alfred was kind of just...there. He wanted to help his brother out financially and be a hero, and becoming a knight would solve both of those problems. He hadn't really had a chance before, but now he did so of course he'd take it.
And now he was standing before the lair of the dragon.
"Oi!" he shouted into the darkness.
Not So Little Mermaid (USUK) Ch. 1Ivan showed his pass to the burly man at the door and was waved through. "Come along." He looked back at the Brit behind him and took his arm, dragging him forward. They stepped into an elevator and then were shooting up to the penthouse floor of the building. As the doors opened, Ivan spread his arms wide. "Welcome to the Black Market."Not So Little Mermaid (USUK) Ch. 11 month ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur looked around tentatively, taking in the stares he was getting with a nervous trepidation. Just because he was curious, it didn't mean he was willing to be caught by the police- but he was more worried about the other people at the market. "You said these guys are alright, right?" he quietly asked, shuffling behind Ivan.
Ivan chuckled. "Da. But perhaps it would be better for you to not leave my side."
"A-Ah... Right. Of course." Arthur stole another quick look around the room and then stopped, focusing on Ivan's back instead- these guys could probably smell fear. And if they did they might kill him or harvest his organs or- something.
Small Problems Ver. 2 Ch.2 (USUK)Arthur went back into the kitchen and began to clean up after his and Alfred's 'drinking'. He was breathing heavily as he poured the rest of the potion down the drain and carefully washed out the cups and teapot. It helped him calm down. About half an hour later, he slowly made his way back to his room. He stood in the doorway, listening for some sort of reaction.Small Problems Ver. 2 Ch.2 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred jumped when he heard the noise, and when he looked down to see Arthur he started again, falling back. "Oh SHI-!" He fell down and rubbed his back again, cursing at himself for getting scared. After a moment he stood up and walked over to the edge. "Hey, England, seriously I'm sorry for that man!"
"Are you hurt?" Arthur asked, looking fixedly out the window.
Alfred stared at him. "No..." A moment of silence passed. "Iggy, seriously I'm sorry for that. I didn't mean it."
"It's Arthur, damnit." Arthur muttered, and walked over to the cage. He opened the door and held out a hand to him.
Alfred hesitated before walking onto
Small Problems Ver. 2 Ch.3 (USUK)Alfred fell again, and cursed at the door slammed shut behind him, the force of the air making him tumble down some of the steps. He cursed once more, getting up when he realized what Arthur had said. Cats. Spiders. Stepped on. He then realized how screwed he was. He glanced at the door again, knowing Arthur wouldn't help him even if he managed to get his attention, which was even lower on the scale of happening. Alfred stepped over to the edge of the step he was on to look at the next one down. He cursed yet again and jumped. He landed (totally awesomely) on a knee and a leg and one arm, and he fist pumped the air when he didn't break anything.Small Problems Ver. 2 Ch.3 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Only to get hit by the hardest drop of water he had ever felt. He was completely soaked in an instant, and looked up to see more rain come down, and then the sky flash a brilliant blue.
"Shit!" He ran to the side and jumped, to land on a leaf of a bush. He slid off it, safely to the ground, which was slowly turning into goo. He hid under the sa
You'll Always Be My Hero - Short 9/11 tribute USUKIt wasn't fair.You'll Always Be My Hero - Short 9/11 tribute USUK2 years ago in Settings More Like This
That simple thought ran through the American's head as he sat in the corner of his room, shaking, forcing himself not to cry. He had to be strong. He was America he was--
Everything about today just tore him apart. He should've seen it coming, it was his fault. That's what he kept telling himself. Everything was his fault. Security should've been higher, there had to be signs that he had missed. People died, and it was his fault.
All his fault.
He was supposed to be the hero, wasn't he? Then why couldn't he save all those people? Why? It wasn't fair...
His hands curled int fists, smashing against the floor in frustration. He hated how oblivious he was, and it was driving him insane. Even if it happened all those years ago...it still hurt. Two beautiful buildings, demolished. Innocent people, murdered. Families lost loved ones, fathers, mothers, even children. He thought about, what if someone he held desperately close to his heart was in the
Dragon's Curse Ver 1 Ch. 1 (USUK)Alfred wasn't really a dragon. He was human, just cursed to be a dragon. Note to self, having affairs with witches wasn't a good idea, especially if said witches were really big and creepy men. Needless to say it hadn't ended well, and now he was stuck in the body of a dragon for who knew how long. And the circumstances for breaking it were odd indeed. Ivan didn't operate on 'true love's kiss' types of curses. No, Alfred had to sacrifice himself for that someone. Like die. He didn't really trust Ivan when he'd said that Alfred would be reborn back into his normal form, but he'd already spent a good twenty years as a dragon (his human form never changing), and he'd had enough. So he tried making friends with some humans, but they either wanted to kill him or ran away screaming. Alfred had been very sociable before, so the solitude wasn't pleasant for him.Dragon's Curse Ver 1 Ch. 1 (USUK)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
And now he was in this situation. It wasn't a good situation. He was exposed and practically defenseless, not to mention hurt. His go
Don't Judge Cats (USUK)"Sacrebleu, that has to be the ugliest cat I've ever seen in my life!" Francis proclaimed, staring with drunken frustration at the drenched orange and white Scottish Fold huddled up close by a dumpster.Don't Judge Cats (USUK)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He, Gilbert, Antonio, and a slightly unwilling Alfred had gone out for a few drinks and now they were going home. The Frenchman was close friends with the German and the Spaniard, and the American had tagged along for distraction. It had started raining during their drinking, and none of them had an umbrella.
"Oh Gott, you're right!" Gilbert, the drunkest of the quartet, stumbled up to it and prodded it unceremoniously with his boot. Being so drunk, the nudge turned out harder than he intended.
The cat came to life with a yowl, and it huddled even closer to the dumpster. It was soaked through completely and its fur was matted.
Antonio snickered at it along with the other two, but Alfred stayed silent. The American's blue eyes were locked with the cat's impossibly green one
Boon Ch. 1 (USUK)Down past the picket-fence and green leaves, at the end of a grass trail and in a slightly overgrown hedge, there sat a fairy. Now, he wasn't a fairy in the conventional sense- a pretty little thing with wings and a magic wand that does people's will. No, this was a Boon fairy, and his name was Arthur.Boon Ch. 1 (USUK)3 months ago in Romance More Like This
Not that he knew exactly what he was, of course- he didn't know a thing about his birth, and was instead adopted by a Helpful Hob in the kitchen of the home he woke up near one morning. He often watched the Hob work, and gradually learned how the world of the fairies- his world- worked. 'Be friendly and polite if you come across a human, but don't befriend them. Look over them like a guardian rather than a friend. Help them when they need it.' The Hob often darted around the kitchen, cleaning things back into the cupboards and baking breads.
But now the Boon was sitting out on his leaf in the garden after yet another failed day, arms folded over his knees as he watched a raindrop from ea
Swimming Troubles (USUK)It all just happened so fast, and Britain had no control. One minute he was reading one of his favourite novels, the next he was tossed into the lake, where he and the other countries were currently on a vacation.Swimming Troubles (USUK)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He struggled for a moment, before going under, eyes wide as he tried to get back to the surface. He felt something grab his waist, and he struggled violently, releasing his air as he tried to shout, instinctively inhaling, only to get a lungful of water. He started to feel sluggish, and his eyes closed, falling limp as he passed out.
Breaking the surface, Germany swam him to shore, laying him on the ground and immediately started CPR. Everyone stay silent, minus France and Scotland, who were shouting at a confused and slightly terrified America. They were silenced when Britain coughed, vomiting up a bunch of water, and lay on his side, coughing up water with each breath.
‘Shit dude, I didn’t mean it!’ A loud familiar voice shouted beside him, and he shoved h
Shimeji! Canada x Reader: Part 1The screen sprang to life and I could only watch from behind it after waking up from my nap as a cheerful girl sat down grinning happily at the screen. She was usually so happy, I loved seeing her smile, but she seemed especially happy today. I wonder why… It wasn’t anything special was it? Then again I’ve only been here with her for about two weeks, so maybe it’s just something that’s been planned for longer than I’ve been here. I looked down at my feet shuffling shyly under her gaze as she was clicking on something, what was she doing? I tried to be like I usually was, but I couldn’t help but feel sad today. I hope dearly that she would know, that she would care to remember that, but I’m not even a real person… There’s no way she would care about something like that.Shimeji! Canada x Reader: Part 110 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Wait a minute I’ll be right back.” She looked down at me and I nodded, though she didn’t seem to take too much notice of it, honestly w
Criminal (USUK)Arthur Kirkland took yet another sip of tea as he stared at the file folder sitting on his desk. The twenty-five year old Englishman had been on the police force for over four years and was considered one of the best officers there. He had thought he's seen pretty much everything the city could throw at him, but this...this was something else entirely. Arthur read the name again.Criminal (USUK)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Alfred F. Jones. Known as Al. Dark reddish-brown hair, red eyes. Sunglasses. 5' 10. 180 pounds of arrogance and evasiveness.
He had numerous charges of theft (usually auto or motorcycle) along with a few accounts of assault and battery (almost all of those were tied in with the names of other prominent criminals). He had first come to the attention of the police about six months ago, at the site of a particularly bloody and brutal beating, where a baseball bat full of rusty nails was found alongside the victim. The week after the incident, the bat was stolen right out of the evidence locker, with a note left i
Surprise, Surprise (PruCan MPREG)- Chapter OneGilbert woke up to the sound of someone retching. He sat up groggily and noticed that his husband, Matthew, wasn't in bed.Surprise, Surprise (PruCan MPREG)- Chapter One1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Birdie…? Are you ok?” he called, getting up and heading toward the bathroom. He opened the door and saw Matthew hunched over the toilet, trying to hold his shoulder-length blonde hair out of his face while he threw up.
“Matthew!” he exclaimed, rushing over to the smaller man’s side, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and holding his soft blonde hair out of the way.
When Matthew finished emptying his stomach, Gilbert got a damp washcloth and handed it to the blonde to wipe his face with. “What’s wrong, Birdie?” he asked in concern.
“Thank you, Gil…” Matthew said shakily. “I-I’m fine…”
“Mattie, you've been doing this,” he gestured to the bathroom, specifically to the toilet, “for the past week and a half. Do you need to go to the doctor?&
Exchange Ch.1 (USUK)Arthur Kirkland was not a happy student. He was 16, in Year 12 (He had skipped a grade level back in primary school), and his parents had signed him up for an exchange program. To America.Exchange Ch.1 (USUK)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
His parents had claimed they were doing it to get him to be more outgoing, to get some cultural variety, and perhaps even to make a friend. To Arthur, it was more of an inconvenience. He was near the top of his class, and so what if he was more the reclusive, bookish type? He was fine being a loner and preferred his own company to anyone else's. But he had virtually no choice in the matter, so there he was at the airport.
Alfred F. Jones was having a similar problem. His high school, instead of having more...normal exchange programs to France, Italy, or Spain, had decided to set up one with England. Because someone from England definitely would want to come here to the middle of nowhere, Maine.
His older, half-brother Matthew had brought up the program one night over dinner, and their mother was inst
The Neglected PuppetThe Neglected PuppetThe Neglected Puppet2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He was just sitting there on the shelf, covered in dirt and dust. His dull green eyes watched you grow from child to woman, always looking down sadly when you were on the phone with another man. He wished he could be human, he wished to be yours. But no matter how much he tried, no matter how much he wished, he knew it was hopeless. He was stuck in the little wooden body, forever to watch you until the day he was thrown away.
It was just another night, another boyfriend dumped you for some slut. You cried into your pillow, staining it with your tears. Everyone had left you, gone somewhere else while you remained at home to drown in your misery. That was when you looked up at the shelf you had neglected for so long that you couldn't remember what was up there anymore. You got up from your bed, sniffling a little as you stood on your desk chair to see what was there. You gasped, then smiled in childish delight. "Arthur! I thought I lost you!" Yo
In your body USUK Ch1In your body USUK Ch12 years ago in Romance More Like This
" This is the last straw!" The angry Brit stated." America has gone to far this time." He stormed into his basement which was full of different potions and torture devices.
Britain then picks up his cloak,drapes it over his shoulders and looks to find where he put his spell book. " Where the bloody hell did I put that thing?" Britain questioned himself. He continued to search for it, consistently shuffling through his book shelf to find the correct book. " Ahh there it is!" The Brit grabbed a dark 'fairly old' brown book, and opened it. The pages had a few burn marks from multiple failed attempts to do the right spells. He continued to flip through the book until he found what he was looking for.
Britain placed his finger where the exact spell he wanted to use and grinned. " I will make America sick for a week that'll teach him." He giggled at the thought of it.Closing his eyes Britain began to chat in Latin the spell that would cause America to get sick."Ringo-Jonto Tita-Monia, Jack l
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Arthur walked down the path just behind his house in a dark green hoodie.This path led into a lush green forest. Just one of his favorite places whenever he had a day off.But he wasn't using this time to spend time with his fairy tale friends. Oh no, he was blowing off steam. Both Alfred and Francies had pushed his buttons today.But he kept his gentleman demeanor and insulted them with a smile and class.
He trudged through the forest floor.Soon making his way to a huge open lake.It glowed and sparkled. It was a magical lake, but it only worked on certain times.It was hard to tell when though.He removed his hood and closed his eyes. He held out his right hand to the side and and muttered a few words. Little flares of light came together to form something. It flashed and a wooden stick appeared in his hand.
He went up to a tree and examined it to make sure none of his tale friends were living in it. When he confirmed what he was their for and started hitting the stick